The old monk looked at the ghosts below, and his cloudy eyes seemed to have regained some expression. He said with emotion and nostalgia: "The cause and effect of my traitor has been cut off, so he should be dead."

"..."

The temple, which was noisy just now, fell silent.

Some young brats didn’t know what it meant and didn’t dare to say anything;

And some old ghosts who have been around for a long time know the secrets, and they also know that the reason why they and the ghosts are where they are today is because of the traitor!

"Die well!!"

An old ghost screamed, then looked at the old monk on the futon, and said bitterly: "That thing who is not a son of man, it would be better if he died!"

His voice paused, and then he said: "Old monk, don't be sad. Some of us old guys also met your disciple and knew that he was not easy to get along with.

You want to influence him, but what about him?

Stealing your Buddhist treasures, stealing your Buddhist teachings, and defecting from your master's sect, I think it's too much to say that his conscience will be eaten by dogs!?

It was hard for me to say it before, but now that I am dead, I will say it is harder to say that everyone here is a ghost, but in terms of being a human being, all the ghosts here are better than that bastard disciple of yours!"

"Not bad! A good death!"

The bull-headed ghost also followed up and said: "It's not like there aren't any ghosts we can fight in the ditch. If you hadn't stopped us, we would have gone out and tore that bastard apart!"

This is not a lie. Over the years, many ghost kings in Tianchagou who could not bear the torture took the initiative to ask Ying to go out and help the old monk catch the defecting disciple, but he rejected them all.

"Old monk, it's almost three hundred years old..."

The Li Gui who spoke first pointedly said: "You should know the character of your disciple. Without your restraint, how many karma would he have committed by wandering alone for so many years?"

"I'm not sad because he died..."

The old monk looked at the evil ghosts below, sighed, shook his head, and said, "The main thing is that I miss the wooden fish."

His voice paused, and he sighed and said: "I have been teaching you the sutra for three hundred years, and I haven't knocked on the wooden fish for three hundred years. Today, for some reason, I suddenly panicked while reciting it..."
Chapter completed!